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"Wow!"
Just as the scholars on Chu He's side were chattering away, the young nobleman suddenly heard a burst of noise.
Soon after, he saw that all the scholars were trying to get up there, and among them, there were constant sounds of applause.
"Your Highness, let's not waste any more time watching this brat. Let's go and take a look at the creation of the young prince!"
When the scholar saw this, he was also curious and spoke gently to Xue Yun.
Then, he extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Princess Snow Yun hesitated for a moment, then looked at Chu He who was still drawing that so-called genius work, and sighed deeply.
Then, he could only shake his head and extend his snow-white wrist as well, placing it on the scholar's hand.
"Alright, let's go and see how your cousin's painting is going!" Xue Yun said gently.
Afterwards, the two of them walked over to the young prince's side.
When the crowd saw the scholar and the princess walking over, they tactfully opened up a path for them.
The next thing he saw was an astonishing painting. It was a painting of a "Beauty's Tears".
He saw a peerless beauty on a boat, leaning on the side of the boat, worriedly looking at her reflection in the water.
A tear was about to fall from the corner of his eye.
No matter if it was the brush strokes or the colors used, they were all masterpiece paintings. They were all rare treasures!
"Looking at the sky at sunset, looking at the clouds, thinking of the ruler as he sits, thinking of the ruler as well.
Anxiety gathering brow peak to the end of the day, thousands of crow marks, tens of thousands of bird marks. "
When Princess Snow Yun saw this painting, she could not help but recite these words out loud.
"Drip, drip ?"
Suddenly, the peerless beauty in the painting started to move. His tender fingers gently moved across the calm surface of the water.
The teardrop slowly flowed down from the corner of her eye before it fell directly onto the surface of the water, shattering her own reflection in the water.
Soon after, a long and mournful voice was heard, "Look at the sky. Look at the clouds. Think of your ways. Sit and think of your ways." "Filled with sorrow, brows furrowed day after day, thousands of crow marks, tens of thousands of crow marks ?"
When the poem was done, the entire painting once again returned to its former tranquility, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.
It took a long time for everyone to recover from this mysterious state.
"I... Oh my god! "To think that we would be able to witness the painting of the Broken Mirror in our lives!"
"This level of painting is probably on par with even the national paintings that are kept in the royal palace!"
"The young prince is truly worthy of being the disciple of the Art Sage. I'm afraid he will emerge victorious in the future!"
"Admirable, truly admirable!"
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Everyone present was amazed.
They had never seen anyone draw a painting that broke the mirror with their own eyes.
This was because paintings of this level would usually be bought by the imperial family with a large sum of money and stored in the national treasury.
It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens for an ordinary scholar like them to even want to take a look at a painting of this level!
"Everyone, you're too kind! "I might not be able to perform well today. If I were to perform well, I might be able to draw even faster and perhaps break through to the Transformation Stage!"
The corners of the young prince's mouth curled up into a proud smile as he pretended to be modest.
The scholarly man looked at Chu He, who had just put down his brush, with a face full of provocation.